I have been redoing my room slowly. I have my new desk area complete with a West Elm lamp and I am working on getting all my books on my bookshelves (I have a shit ton of books–sorry for the language, but there is no way around it). Perhaps most exciting, for my birthday, my lovely sister Lindsay got me a new print to hang in my room. Isn’t it pretty? I love hot air balloons. I mean, I would never ever fly in one because of my crippling fear of heights (my knees get all shaky just going up steps in a football stadium!). I am more fascinated by the history of them, most notably Gambetta flying out of Paris on a hot air balloon when the city was being sieged by the Prussians. For some reason, that image has stuck with me for years…I have even written a short story called “Gambetta Blues” that was inspired by the event!